Such a poor rhymer,
A nickel and dimer,
A shell without primer,
Rusting away.
Throw out the words, son
Steer away from the bad pun
Avoid the over done
This ain’t child’s play
Can’t help but dream
In a metronomic scheme
Nothing’s easy as it seems
These visions never stay.
(Michael Cheval is the artist featured in this post.)
I woke up (at 2:37 a.m) with the first stanza rolling around in my head. I told myself if it stuck around, I’d write it down. Almost wish it hadn’t.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 